I wasn't the last guy to cum earlier than expected that day either, remember?" I said matter of factly. "You...you saw? Oh shit! Oh fuck no!" She said..., her eyes welling up. I sat there like a dumbass, not sure what to say next. I decided to wait for her to say something. She wiped at her eyes and took a gulp from her wine. "You're going to tell your father aren't you? Of course you are. Why wouldn't you? You caught your mother being a dirty slut." She said. I wasn't sure what to do. I sat there. Stevenson finally entered.Entered, as in took one step into the room before pausing in shock.Turning his head slowly back and forth between the two of them, Thomasfinally closed his eyes and allowed himself one calming breath beforelooking back at Sally. "Is that really Joe on the table?" he asked andon seeing her nod he replied with, "We should talk in the room nextdoor."Leading Sally into an identical examination room next door, except thatit was geared towards grownups, Thomas continued once. “Not you Anna,” said her father, freezing me in my tracks. “I want to discuss this with you a bit more.” Jenna scurried off leaving me alone in the study with her father. Shakily I returned to the couch and sat down, wincing at the pain from my battered ass. “Anna, you do know that a spanking is supposed to be a punishment, don’t you?” he asked. “You seemed to be enjoying yourself just a bit too much.” I didn’t know what to do or say, I just sat there, my face as red as a strawberry, my heart. He had collaborated with his father in the family business of construction contracting. The three of us walked in and caught up as we moved to the commons area, memories flooded back to us as we remembered good times and many a lunches here. We checked in and I headed to the bar for a drink. Tom had stopped drinking for his wife. We said that we might meet up later.As I got to the bar, I found a few of the people I despised in school drinking beers and talking. These guys were on the football.